I just had a baby. I was only six months pregnant and I went to the restroom and the baby is in the toilet.

I am nine months pregnant. I'm due to deliver this baby Monday at 7 a.m. That's why I'm not going.

I'm five months' pregnant and heading out.

[Someone is groaning in the restroom stall]Good lord, are you having a bowel movement or a baby?

What manner of mind considers this holy estate [pregnancy] which women are privileged by the Almighty to attain as a slur upon the social conscience?

I said, to be a New Yorker you have to live here for six months, and if at the end of the six months you find you walk faster, talk faster, think faster, you're a New Yorker.